’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. ” “But I AM anxious,” said Mr. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. She had not anticipated such a response from her classmates, but knew to be drawing them with her self-consciousness as if they were bees to pollen. “I cannot thank you, Sir John,” she said.
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